Qi Tianyu took Su Zimo to the doorstep, and drove Meng Xian'er back to the city village and came to her rented place.

It was a small room of only five or six square meters. A woman in her fifties was lying on the bed, looking lifeless. She was Meng Xian'er's mother. She had been plagued by lung cancer for several years, only one step away from death.

"Mom, I have brought you the best doctor in the world, and he will definitely cure you." Meng Xian'er couldn't control the excitement in her heart.

"Xian'er, stop making unnecessary efforts. The doctor said that the cancer cells have spread and are everywhere in the body. Even if the gods come, my mother's illness cannot be cured.

Besides, even if it can be cured well, Mom can’t afford that money. To cure the disease, Mom has already borrowed 30,000 yuan, and you have to pay back all of this. Mom would rather die than add burden to you."

Meng'er said something, making Meng Xian'er burst into tears: "Mom, don't think too much. The one who came to treat you today is my master. He is the best doctor in the world. Even if a dead person can cure him, he doesn't need any reward, don't worry."

"Let me take a look." Qi Tianyu stepped forward, raised his hands, and countless qi threads were emitted from his palms, connecting with Mengmu's body, like a sensor. All the abnormalities in Mengmu's body were instantly understood clearly by him.

"It's really too serious. There are hundreds of tumor particles in the chest cavity alone. They must be removed today, otherwise they will not be cured." After Qi Tianyu finished speaking, a ball of soybean-sized flames appeared on his fingertips. He gently bounced it and suddenly penetrated Mengmu's chest.

Mengmu's whole body trembled, and big beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead, but Qi Tianyu ignored it. There were another burst of bounces, and balls of flames were like fireflies at night, sank into Mengmu's chest one after another.

Meng Mu's body trembled all over, suddenly sat up, took a deep breath, and said in surprise: "It's really the best doctor in the world. I've really cured my hands. I don't feel any chest tightness now, and my breathing has returned to normal."

"Oh, let's do this for now. You will need to treat twice before you can recover completely." Qi Tianyu said regretfully.

"What? Can I recover completely? Is this true? Did I hear it wrong?" Meng's mother grabbed his hand and asked shakingly.

"Of course it's true, you can rest assured ten thousand." Qi Tianyu said with a smile.

"That's great, it's really great." Meng's mother danced happily, then cried again: "My doctor, thank you for saving me. I thought I would die soon and I could no longer be with my fairy. She is a poor child. She died as soon as she was born. If she had no me, how could she live--"

"Mom, stop talking about anything. Isn't it all right now?" Meng Xian'er hurriedly interrupted her. She knew that Qi Tianyu was the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, so she had no time to hear an old woman pouring bitterness here.

"You all come with me. It's too chaotic and not suitable for living." Qi Tianyu said with concern.

"Follow you? Where are you going? Have you made up my Xian'er's idea?" Meng's mother suddenly became alert.

"Mom, don't say too much. Just do whatever the master says, just do whatever you want." Meng Xian'er said hurriedly.

Mengmu had no choice but to follow them, Koniseg from Qi Tianyu, and came to Tianlu No. 88.

"From now, this will be your new home." Qi Tianyu said happily.

Meng'er was full of doubts and wanted to ask something. Meng Xian'er hurriedly stopped her: "Mom, stay here first, I will explain it to you."

The two lived on the first floor, and Meng Xian'er then told her about her past and present life. However, she had just practiced the eternal reincarnation path and could only tell some fragments of memory, but this was enough to make Meng's mother accept reality.

"My good dear, he is young and actually the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor. No wonder he can easily cure my illness. Xian'er, I have the honor of having you as my daughter and meeting him for three lives. I will stay here to serve you in the future. Mom has no other ability, so it's okay to make a meal, wash clothes and see a family." Meng's mother sighed.

There was nothing to say all night. Early the next morning, Su Zimo rushed over under a convoy of escorts. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Qi Tianyu and the other two who were dining.

"Ah? Master, you actually took them over to live? No, I want to live too!" Su Zimo began to make a fuss about it.

"Then come here, as long as your family agrees." Qi Tianyu's words made her lose her temper: "Oh, when will I have freedom?"

Next is cultivation. When the sun sets west, Su Zimo has reached the first level of Qi Condensation. Meng Xian'er was a true immortal in her previous life. She practiced more smoothly and had reached the third level of Qi Condensation.

"Very good, it's time to go to Zhongling Lake. Gou Fugui would be more aware of his appearance and give me all the spirit stones." Qi Tianyu looked into the distance and said.

Su Zimo and Meng Xian'er were going too, and Qi Tianyu said happily: "Okay, you have already achieved cultivation and are just right to go and experience it."

The three of them drove to Zhongling Lake. Night had already fallen. Surrounded by the mountains, Zhongling Lake was like a clear gem, reflecting the starlight in the sky, becoming more mysterious and quiet.

"Master, they won't set up any ambush here, right?" Su Zimo said worriedly.

"With the master here, don't worry, disciple." Qi Tianyu walked forward like a night garden, relaxed and comfortable.

Before he walked far, a figure came over in front of him, and shouted while running: "Sir God, you are finally here."

He is nothing else, he is Ji Youcai, general manager of Kingsoft Real Estate Development Company.

"Where is Gou Fugui?" Qi Tianyu looked around.

"Sir God, Mr. Gou didn't come. This is the case." Ji Youcai was afraid that Qi Tianyu would be angry and hurriedly explained.

It turned out that Gou Fugui asked him to pass on the message. Next weekend, there will be a ring match at the Jinshan City Stadium. A martial artist named Ma Jian wanted to challenge him and wanted to use him to become famous in one fell swoop.

That Ma Jian is a martial saint.

The so-called Martial Saint is a realm of martial arts cultivation. Such a realm is at level nine. From bottom to top, there are martial artists, warriors, martial artists, martial masters, martial saints, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial gods, and martial immortals.

It can be said that martial arts practitioners at the level of Martial Saint are already rare in the Great China, and their skills are beyond imagination. It is reported that Ma Jian once punched a Siberian tiger with one punch, and it was invulnerable to swords and guns, and his whole body was like a wall of iron.

"Sir God, Mr. Gou said that as long as you can beat Ma Jian, he will definitely present all the spirit stones with both hands and never regret it!" Ji Youcai said truthfully.

"Haha, interesting. One wants to step on me and become famous, the other wants to use his hand to kill me and save those spirit stones. Very good. I will take this challenge." Qi Tianyu said lightly.

"Okay, Lord Shenxian, I'll go back and report." Ji Youcai turned around and left, but was stopped by Qi Tianyu: "Slow down, did you install a bomb in our car the day before yesterday?"
Chapter completed!